"You don't mean there are many monsters in the barren land. If you go there with uncle zuzui, maybe there will be no such a warm home, and you will not be as free as you are now," Zhou Hao said

The flute nodded, and finally relieved some mood, looking at zhouhao and said, "thank you for your comfort."

Zhouhao hugs her again and taps her shoulder.

"You know why I call it," said the flute

Zhouhao frowned and asked, "why?"

He saw the other side take a flute out of his waist, and then he shook it in front of him and said, "because of this!"

Zhouhao meant to laugh. This flute was very similar to the name of the other party.

"Then it seems you will play flute, isn't it?" he said

"Of course!" said the flute, waving the flute

Say, put on Peach Blossom petal like lip, gently exhale, try to tone.

The flute was a few notes, and then she said with a smile to Zhou Hao, "you are lucky, and the little master will play a song for you to listen to!"

Zhou Hao squints and smiles, lying on the green stone, and says, "listen to your ears!"

The flute smiled and giggled, and then recovered a gentle and clear girl's home. She pressed the flute with her hand, and then gave a light breath and played a clean music.

The flute is gentle and clear, which is in sharp contrast to the world of strange and killing.

Zhou Hao feels like a moment by this flutes to an ancient wind, harmonious and warm world.

He closed his eyes and listened, and he felt like he heard the bird language, deer, and smelled the fragrance and tree gas.

All of this, like in a dream of fairyland.

He felt that he was all lightened and almost floating from the boulder.

The flute played the flute, but also very immersed in it, like drunk, two cheeks unexpectedly rose two red halos.

These two red halos, but also can be intoxicated.

Flute music, sometimes gentle as a stream, sometimes like a hundred birds crow, sometimes like a stream break, it is resting, sometimes like a long waterfall falls, people swing.

It's a wonderful voice. It's hard to hear.

Zhou Hao is indeed a good luck.

In a moment, the flute will stop, and the heaven and earth will return to silence.

The flute still press the flute did not drop, closed eyes did not transfer from the mood.

There were tears hanging on her face, and it was just when she was playing, thinking of Uncle big mouth.

Zhou Hao, who lies on the green stone, has not recovered.

He enjoyed the aftertaste of flute sound and the feeling that the world with ancient wind gradually disappeared: the birds and flowers went far away, and the scenery disappeared gradually...

br > good listening

"Good to hear!"

Zhou Hao woke up and clapped his hands and said, "it is really this song should only be in the sky. There are several times to hear it in the world! My luck is really good! "

The flute also slowed down, but there was still light tears in her eyes. She said with a smile: "you can really boast, hip-hee ~"

zhouhao also giggles and says, "I am really the heart of my heart. Your flute is really wonderful!"

"That's what uncle chuckles gave me," said the flute

"What?!"

"This is what uncle zuzui taught you," said Zhou Hao in a bit of disbelief? He can actually make such a gentle thing

He thought of Li Dazui's rough and fierce appearance, and held a cigarette pole. He also scolded people from time to time... These images are really inconceivable that he would play such elegant things.